I'm counting money on the table and my jamb is smoking somewhere
The mirror will someday kill me, but not now
You're fake too, you're broken too
You try to live and love
I look at her eyes and I only see the reflection
Of money, cars and clothes
This mirror is broken, like with everything in this world
And we're falling down with splinters
I tried to understand this life, bitch, I make mistakes
I didn't know, what was love and, probably, never would in my life
I once again made a track, that everyone will hate, because it's too good to be true
Break my mirror, so that I would never see this picture
I'm counting money on the table and my jamb is smoking somewhere
The mirror will someday kill me, but not now
You're fake too, you're broken too
You try to live and love
I look at her eyes and I only see the reflection
Of money, cars and clothes
This mirror is broken, like with everything in this world
And we're falling down with splinters
This mirror is broken, just like my life
Picking up grains
She was beating my heart, but finally I forgot about her
Moving on — that's my purpose
I've got money in my pocket
What did I forget in this stash?
I'm from VIZA, I'm from the low
It's not easy to be with people like me
Well, you get it, mirrors, aye
I'm counting money on the table and my jamb is smoking somewhere
The mirror will someday kill me, but not now
You're fake too, you're broken too
You try to live and love
I look at her eyes and I only see the reflection
Of money, cars and clothes
This mirror is broken, like with everything in this world
And we're falling down with splinters